lasanga

lasanga

a poem written by me, garfield about the most wonderful thing to ever exist (I eat it, here's ur hint)

published on January 162 reads 2 readers 1 completed

lasanga

I like lasagna so I eat lasagna, you like lasagna so you eat lasagna, we like lasagna so we eat lasagna, we all like lasagna so we all eat lasagna, now one question... how much do you like lasagna? Jon got lasagna so I ate lasagna, Odie never ate it, maybe I'll split it. Jon likes it Liz likes it I like it and we all like it. even when it's cold I'll eat it
you like lasagna right?                                                                                                                                                                           yeah, you probably like it
                              I can relate dude, it's fine to like lasagna you have to believe and say, this lasagna will make it into my stumic and you should mean it
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